REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
He mentions the idea of having kids and she frowns for a moment. Inhaling deeply, she glances back to him. “We can’t. Have kids, that is.” She says lightly, a frown finding her features momentarily, uncertain how to explain the changes to their bodies. But it’s very different, so strangely so that it took her weeks to get used to it. “Our bodies are different. I’ll help you figure it out when we get home.” She finally says before the Luxere spooks the boy. He doesn’t seem relieved at her comment if it, finding she agrees well enough to the idea. And she’s glad for it, the sun would be deadly for him, and while she’s just met him, she doesn’t want to see that happen. Instead, that maternal instinct within her melts as he leaves his hand in hers and squeezes back. A quiet sign. But one nonetheless.
They round a corner and the lanterns and lights flicker in the near distance of the homes along the streets. She lets her sapphire gaze slide over to him with a small smile as they near her home, standing briefly outside by the porch. “This is it.” She says gently, waiting for the reaction before stepping toward the few stairs to her door, and opening it wide for him to enter first and explore.
